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the next day in his afternoon class, namjoon couldn't look at his teacher in the eyes. like come on, it's not everyday that you masturbate to the thoughts of your teacher.
mr. min was staring everyone down with that sleepy face of his, namjoon looks away, not taking it any longer.
he sits down in his usual seat, next to jimin.
hoseok and jimin break away mid-conversation and peer at namjoon, eyes soft. "hey joon, why didn't you come to the cafe with us yesterday?"
namjoon answers without looking back at them "mr. min asked me to participate in the matheletes, so i went home to practice."
hoseok shoots a nervous glance at jimin.
"hey joon?"
"mhm?"
"can we talk outside in the hall for a minute?" hoseok sounded very serious and you don't put hoseok and serious in the same sentence.
"oh, sure, is anything wrong?" namjoon asks.
"kind of?"
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"i... i want to break up with you," hoseok says sadly.
at that moment, namjoon looked crestfallen, holding back his tears. he cannot cry in front of hoseok! that would be embarassing...
he knew this would happen anyway. hoseok was just dating him as an experiment, to get the gist of dating a guy.
namjoon couldn't help but wonder if he was doing this for jimin, he decided against asking him and causing himself even more heartbreak.
"okay, hyung."
namjoon shoots back a weak smile as they walk back inside the classroom.
jimin peers at the dissolved pair as they walk back.
"i'm so sorry joonie..." jimin says.
"no, it's fine, i wanted to break up too anyway," namjoon says, trying to keep his composure.
hoseok sits up immediately. "you did? why though?"
namjoon honestly thought it was a blaring red flag for hoseok taking pride in asking to break up first.
"i just wanted to be single for a while, and needed some time to think," namjoon tries his hardest to give a genuine smile.
"kim namjoon?" the teacher calls out, with his attendance book out.
"here," namjoon raises his hand. he certainly did not notice the way his teacher smirks at him.
hoseok and jimin give eachother a knowing look.
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"okay class, we'll stop here for now, please do the practice problems on page 94," mr. min says, erasing the work done from today on the whiteboard.
all of the students start packing up their workbooks and pencil cases, getting ready to head into the next class.
"oh and namjoon, please stay behind." he adds as namjoon slumps down. "again?"
hoseok pats a confused namjoon's back, namjoon stares at him in question, hoseok just shoots back a knowing grin as he and jimin head out of the classroom, laughing together.
namjoon turns to the teacher.
"sorry for eavesdropping, but i noticed that you and hoseok do not really do what normal couples do," mr. min says as he starts writing on the whiteboard.
namjoon just shrugs, "yeah, it was supposed to happen sooner or later, he likes jimin."
"who do you like, namjoon?" mr. min says, ignoring namjoon's complaint.
"not anyone at the moment." namjoon replies.
"i see. would you like to try something with me?" mr. min says, putting the cap on the whiteboard marker.
"try... what?" namjoon replies back nervously as yoongi takes off his suit jacket and lays it on his chair.
"something that people don't usually do in a classroom, unless you're not into that," the teacher smirks as he sits down in his rolling chair.
namjoon crosses his arms, "elaborate."
"i won't tell you, i'll show you because talk is cheap," the teacher chuckles, but then he motions namjoon to come to him.
namjoon grudgingly drags his feet to the front of mr. min's desk.
"what do you want?" namjoon grits out as he bangs his hand on his teacher's desk.
"you." mr. min simply says, to say namjoon was taken aback was an understatement.
"m-me?" namjoon points at himself, the teacher nods as he leans in closer.
"hopefully more than what we did last class," mr. min's whispers sent shivers down namjoon's spine.
namjoon stares up at his teacher, body trembling.
"what if we get caught?" namjoon asks groggily.
mr. min heads to the door of the classroom before shutting it, throwing a knowing smirk at him.
"no one will know."
namjoon stares at the door, then at his teacher, trying to gain composure.
"no, stop!" namjoon yells.
"quiet! are you trying to get us caught?" yoongi walks over to namjoon and shoves his finger in namjoon's mouth.
namjoon's dragon eyes stare up at his teacher, a bratty glint in his eyes, yoongi bites his lip.
at that moment, the intensity of the situation was very hard to break.
namjoon licks the tip of yoongi's finger and swirls his tongue around it.
yoongi stares in his eyes, mesmerized.
until he takes his finger out, namjoon whines at the empty feeling in his throat.
"it's the last class of the day, wanna come over?"
this is where namjoon's world turns upside down.
he makes deep eye contact with the elder for a few agonizingly long seconds, just to annoy him.
"for what?" despite towering over his teacher, namjoon felt really small.
the elder grabs namjoon by the chin and pulls his head up.
"for tutoring lesson, obviously." mr. min rolls his eyes sarcastically with an airy huff.
namjoon's lips twist into a sheepish smile, but he couldn't help but open his mouth to ruin the tension, like he always does.
"will you be railing me into the sheets, mr. min?"
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hi.
it's been a while.
like 2 years... haha. well ❤️🩹❤️🩹 i'm back, ig
hopefully with better grammar 👍🏻‼️
also for people asking about the omega book, it's not happening. i might just leave it as it is, end of story.
also i had decided to take a hell of a break with this app. I have been reading uselessly for the last 2 years and decided one day to just update resistance. it had been in my drafts for a while but I never got to proofread it and shit. feel free to comment on what you think of this book‼️💗
expect a minsung fanfic by the end of the year tbh 🍒🍒 new stay here
also yes, i didn't know what i was doing when writing omega. that book is like a dark past at this point.
i miss my tannies so much :((
ily guys 💗💗
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resistance . knj x myg
Fanfiction🧸⋆˚ mr. min takes an immense liking to his student, kim namjoon. ©N꩜KU ˊ˗